I Hijacked The Timeline

Chapter 268: Let Me Explain (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Feng Qi agreed with the narrator’s suggestion.

In the sacrifice timeline, he had spoken to the black shadow.

The black shadow thought that he was the spokesperson of a certain domain faction. If he did not come to offend the Science and Technology Research Institute, it would not stop him from planning for future, which researching and developing a super virtual game.

Therefore, from this perspective, it was still very safe for the super virtual game to be released in the real world as soon as possible.

After all, the reality line focused on stability. He would not take the initiative to come into contact with the Science and Technology Research Institute.

Launching a super virtual game as soon as possible could also allow human civilization to skip hundreds of years of development and save a huge amount of resources from research and development.

As for the game server and other problems, he could also seek help from the Scarlet Research Institute or the Future Research Institute after returning to reality.

With the help of this group of peers, he no longer needed to do everything himself.

At this moment, the researcher standing behind him pointed at the iron door and introduced,

“This is the exclusive laboratory of the Scarlet Research Institute. It’s not open to the public. Let’s continue elsewhere.”

Hearing this, Feng Qi immediately nodded.

Next, he followed the researcher and continued to stroll along the surroundings.

Along the way, the researcher sized up Suction Cup lying on his chest from time to time and enthusiastically introduced the general situation in the shelter.

Through his introduction, Feng Qi roughly understood the layout of the shelter.

Star City Shelter currently had a total of 218 rooms, four of which were connected to the third basement level in the north, south, east, and west corners.

The third basement level was the residential area of the shelter.

The rest of the rooms in the square had their own uses, such as manufacturing rooms for forging weapons and equipment, storage rooms for storing food, research rooms for research and innovation, planting rooms for planting vegetation, and so on.

Three hours of strolling passed quickly. Right then, the researcher beside him received a call.

Director Lu said that the test results were out.

The report clearly stated that his bloodline was human.

Director Lu had already sent this report to the shelter commander.

Next, Director Lu asked the researcher to bring him to the commander.

Feng Qi was very curious about the commander of the shelter.

However, he was also a little vigilant.

Whether the Star City Shelter was controlled by humans or by the domain forces that had infiltrated the base was impossible to analyze based on the current information.

Next, he followed the researcher to a room on the north side of the underground square.

After explaining the situation to the warrior on duty at the door, the metal door was opened, revealing a corridor.

The researcher gestured for him to continue walking in and meet the commander. Then, he turned around and left.

As Feng Qi explored along the corridor, the overhead lights lit up one by one.

Paintings hung on the walls on either side of it.

When he saw one of the portraits, he stopped.

The main character in this painting was actually him.

The scene in the portrait was at the execution ground of Future City. In the portrait, he was wearing a prison uniform. His face was pale as he sat on the execution chair.

Above him was a dazzling sun. The artist had described his expression when facing death in great detail. There was indifference in his eyes, and even more so, hope for the future.

The sneer at the corner of his mouth was more like he was mocking the domain forces lurking in human society.

There was also a date marked in the lower left corner of the portrait. Below it was a line of words.

Someone has to come forward and change the world. Why can’t that person be me?

He arrived at the room at the end of the corridor and pushed open the door.

What appeared in front of him was a room filled with technology.

The room was decorated in black and white. In front of him was a curved screen that was three meters tall and more than ten meters wide. At this moment, three men were sitting in front of the curved screen. They were monitoring the movements outside in real time through the images transmitted back by the drones.

There was also an metal door on the right side of the room. The word “Commander” was marked beside the door frame.

He went straight to the door and knocked.

At this moment, the metal door opened and slowly shrank into the wall. Feng Qi immediately stepped into the room.

The decorations in the room were very simple. There was a black desk that shone with a metallic luster under the light. Behind it was a bookcase. At this moment, there was a dignified man in his forties or fifties sitting in front of the desk. His temples were already gray.

At this moment, the commander was sizing him up curiously, and his gaze would stop on the sleeping Suction Cup from time to time.

“Have a seat.”

Feng Qi did not hesitate and immediately sat down on the chair in front of the desk.

“Let me introduce myself first. I’m the current commander of the Star City Shelter. My name is Xia Qian.”

Feng Qi immediately nodded.

“My name is Feng Qi. I’m from Victory City.”

“Oh, the same name as the historic great?” Xia Long was slightly surprised.

“Yeah, that’s why my parents gave me this name.”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Xia Qian’s face.

“Feng Qi is also the person I admire the most. He was the one who started a new era of human resistance. If not for him, human civilization might have been eliminated today.”

Speaking of Feng Qi, Xia Qian suddenly became interested.

Next, he talked to him about Feng Qi’s past from a historical perspective.

Hearing a slightly different version of himself from others gave Feng Qi a very strange feeling.

He could only toughened his scalp and continue the conversation. From time to time, he would praise himself, causing the narrator to mock him.

However, from his conversation with Xia Qian, he understood one thing.

Xia Qian’s ancestor was Xia Long, one of the three Xia brothers who had once followed him to establish Breaking Dawn..